The United States of September
Posted on October 27th, 2009 at 1:08am
With a little help from Martha Stewart, of all people, I came up with a pretty cool idea for Halloween invitations: To fake my own kidnapping. So I bought 10 little boxes, ten fake fingers, some fake blood and sent off ten severed fingers to ten of my friends. With the finger came a chicken scratch ransom note, and a polaroid of me all hog tied in duct tape, bloodied and bruised.
It went over pretty well. Everyone had some kind of reaction, one way or another. And that’s really all I could as for, I suppose. Todd texted me told me he had just a momentary flash of panic. Carrie told me it was the best invitation she’ll ever see. Tera told me she’s proud of me. I had lots of people comment on the photos when I put them online. All went well.
Except for the part where people said they’d actually come to the party. I really only got one solid yes, and a half dozen “Maybe I’ll swing by”s. Which is fine… I guess. It’s halloween. People have plans. I guess I didn’t get the invitations out soon enough. Or something.
So, with my tail between my legs, I sent out a mass-texting to everyone letting them know I’m canceling the party. I may just end up staying home watching another batch of TV episodes. There was brief talk of maybe Tera still coming over, and us drinking until it doesn’t hurt anymore. I don’t know if that will actually happen.
I would love to not take it personally. But… well, you know me.
Goodnight Moon.
Ha.